Pest Control - To the Grave

Hail mary, full of shit

Bring me a child with it’s fucking throat slit

And i will put as many in the grave as i can

Seven billion people hit the dirt, choking on their last breath

I may look happy just don’t ever forget

I’d kill the lot of you to clear my head

If you want to know exactly what’s on my mind

Every single human being deserves to die in a hole

Yes even me, even you, everyone you know

Our families and offspring pile in the ocean deadzone

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

We couldn’t have died soon enough

Bring me the scalps of every newborn child

No life is worth saving

Sledge to the skull of every fucking baby boy

Don’t bother resuscitating

Birth controller

Mouth breathers, filthy breeders

Oxygen wasting, population: bottomfeeders

Ugly cretins dragged unto the kill floor, so pathetic

One by one you futile fucks must be dissected and displayed in public

Oh yes, there will be death

And not a shred of fucking mercy will be granted to them

Advocacy for abortion by any means

Initiate: genophage

I won’t let you look away

I’m going to force you to watch your family die

Life support, pull the plug, flatlining…

Malignant parasites fill the morgue, disposed of…

Thinning of the herd, drain the swamps due for extinction

I couldn’t be more ashamed to be a human being

To walk on two legs, a pile of shit from the bottomless toilet

Life support: pull the plug, flatlining

Seven billion people hit the dirt

You are not normal, shame on you all

Unfit to exist, pest control

All i want to do is stomp your teeth into the concrete

Rip your tongue out through your throat and watch you try to speak

Bleed out as you self-harm in the corner of the bathroom

As you turn pale and blue, I’ll drag you to the toilet flush you

Die slow, bleed out

Pigs march to their graves